The Wonderment of a Child
The Wonderment of a Child
While on my travels, I met a very young child today
He let out a yell, as if to grab my attention to play
I raised my both hands and smiled, he did the same
We both smiled and laughed, enjoying our little game
I watched him, all his excitement from everyday things
I was amazed at the joy he had, whatever the day brings
It brought me back to the memories of my own childhood
In that time of not knowing, of all things I misunderstood
Growing up with wide eyed anticipation of everything new
Hoping for what we wished for, will somehow all come true
Not a worry in the world, as we played our wondrous games
Lost in a world of our imagination, hoping all remains the same
How we lose this fascination of the simple things as we age
Struggle of adulthood, throughout the stressors we engage
Within all the strifes, the emotional turmoil that drive us wild
Try to look back and remember that wonderment of a child
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